The pain you caused me consecutively,
Has not only delivered its blows on my heart,
But has carved the memories of you into my mind.
I can't erase your existence,
But I try to.
I can't take you away from him,
But I still try to.
And I know you won't look at me,
But I still want you to.
And the pieces left to pick up,
Slip out through my fingers.
You don't give me the chance to make things right.
You've left me nothing left of the memories,
The ones I thought were mine to claim.
And I blame you for this broken me,
But that's not enough for you right?
How much more will you take from me,
Until you can force that pitiful smile again?
I know it's not enough,
But here's the second helping of my fragmented heart.
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a little about love
Poetry"When he smiles, does it feel like your cheeks seem to have a mind of their own?" This is a personal collection of short poems about love and its up's and down's. Enjoy different perspectives of falling in love, including honest narrations from a c...
